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ELEVATE (ft. Teo Shorts)
- Chorus (Teo Shorts, yes he's black):
- Elevate, elevate, I just need to elevate, my heart (my heart, nigga)
- Celebrate, celebrate, celebrate the hard, nigga
- Hardships, these hardships break me apart, nigga
- I feel like this is a new start, nigga
- So elevate, elevate, elevate, my heart (uh huh, aight)
- Verse 1 (Me):
- I know you really hate this, hate the points I've been making
- Send you message after message and you got me fucking shaking
- Like, how long have I been faking?
- I know damn well you been hatin'
- Hate the fact the time we wastin'
- Hate my ass but will not face it, yeah
- 'Cause, if I'm being real, what's the point in waiting?
- Hwaiting, motherfucker got the whole room blazing
- Jumping in the pool, this shit so amazing
- Wish I could recreate it, look at all my creations
- I do this for the nation unlike that boy named Jaystation
- Kissing ass, eating ass, and faking
- And I know these hoes been snaking
- Bitches snake ass hoes, not a pretty painting
- Feel like Leonardo, but my heart be breakin'
- Pussy ass hoes lie, eyebrows raising
- You think you can go lie? No, you're faded
- And we're fading, bake a few cupcakes
- And she like my baking, conversating
- Smell that vanilla? I need some killahs, catchin' cases
- And boy, I might take you a few places
- Take you to heaven and hell, make a few changes
- I write with ink on the pages, sayin':
- "Fuck you bitch! Fuck all your fake ass friends' faces!"
- Fuck you, too, you fat bitch
- Always doing acid, what even happened?
- I guess shit happens, boy I'm the fucking captain
- Bow down to me, lil' girl, no time for laughing
- And this shit be madness, when I leave, this shit be sadness
- Give you love, even if it's ratchet
- I might go and bury the hatchet
- Put the fries in the bag, but my bag is acrid
- And yeah, I ain't like the way I acted
- I always used to the duck the action
- Nowadays more charges are added
- I'm so cooked, bitch, time ticks rapid
- Should I quit? Put the bag in my jacket
- Got a new phone case, then got blasted (ayo)
- You and your team gon' be put in caskets
- Bitch ass ho with the maggots, ayo
- And I got some new tactics (uh huh) methods and new habits
- And yeah, this my planet, I fucking have it
- I just wanna love you, but it's hard, so I might just blast it
- I cannot have this, no, I cannot have this
- I'd rather kill myself than admit I fucking love you, huh uh
- Chorus (Teo Shorts, yes he's black):
- Elevate, elevate, I just need to elevate, my heart (my heart, nigga)
- Celebrate, celebrate, celebrate the hard, nigga
- Hardships, these hardships break me apart, nigga
- I feel like this is a new start, nigga
- So elevate, elevate, elevate, my heart (uh huh, aight)
- Verse 2 (Teo Shorts, yes he's black):
- Okay, okay, my name be Teo Shorts
- Ain't from the streets but I got reports
- Nobody fuck with me, neither does the court
- I ain't really one to praise the Lord
- But in times when I try to rid the horns
- I'll do it, niggas lie to school boards
- Acting like I did shit, win awards
- Aye, me and my gang, we record
- Every interaction, every goddamn poor sport
- Crowd don't cheer my name yet
- Hey, lil' nigga need to rest
- And I've never been bested, I'm always well dressed
- And I know I've been messing, makin' you depressed
- Niggas on some house arrest
- Violatin' probation, shit goes west, south and west, yeah
- And I got a nigga possessed
- Put a bloody handprint on her breast
- And I love the way my hand on her chest
- Lil' nigga putting me to the test
- I ask my mama, "Aye, nigga, what's next?"
- I said I loved you but I'm way too obsessed
- I just wanna fuck, 'cause I'm way too damn stressed
- She on my mind, swear on my life, I am blessed
- I just wanna relax, chillax, bulletproof vest
- I got the roster, girl, I am on quest
- And I showed you love and you won the contest
- No comment, but I do it like Haley's Comet
- I love myself, for sure, yeah, be my guest
- I'm just hanging with my niggas, with the time I invest
- And, I used to hang around in them vents
- Playing games with your head, causin' a mess
- Now my ex wanna fuck, her hair a birds nest
- Aye, nigga, tell me why you a pest
- And est, the jest, niggas always get so pressed
- And ayy, we can fuck around, color me impressed
- I'm in the estate, per my mami's request
- Ooh, my niggas know where I went
- Y'all don't though, don't try to offend
- I try to defend and comprehend what you represent
- And, I was on the plane, messages I sent
- Niggas airdrop everybody, 100 percent
- With my child and my girlfriend, this shit ain't pretend
- I went all the way home just to fucking repent
- To my mama, tellin' her I'm sorry, daddy ran for president
- Of course he lost, I mean, that's not what I meant
- Maybe I meant it, niggas don't like my content
- And this the end of all my fucking comments
- Uh huh
- Chorus (Teo Shorts, yes he's black):
- Elevate, elevate, I just need to elevate, my heart (my heart, nigga)
- Celebrate, celebrate, celebrate the hard, nigga
- Hardships, these hardships break me apart, nigga
- I feel like this is a new start, nigga
- So elevate, elevate, elevate, my heart (uh huh, aight)
- Outro (Me):
- Operation, conductor
- This bitch make me wonder (yeah?)
- With my gang, can never blunder
- I cannot fold, put a boy on hold
- All for my mother
- Goin' under, goin' under
- Pussy ass ho, tryna ease the hunger
- For world domination
- And some intoxication
- And a lil' bit of complication
- Maybe we can be obligated
- To do all our obligations
- And I know you got no patience
- It's okay, do it for the nation
- I was never one for patience
- Huh, huh, I got expectations
- When you walk with me, you walk with my whole generation
- (Generation, ah ah, generation)
- I generate shit, bitches got 'em breakin'
- Shake 'em up, now hoes be shaken
- Ayy, I can never fold, I'ma make it
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